"YOU DARE!"
Cain's rage exploded as a red force field full of killing intent emerged from his brain, focusing on the young woman he was supposed to protect.
Very few things could incite Cain to lose control of his feelings. One of them was insulting the memory of his late father, the man he worshiped more than anyone else in the words. The other was someone using the image of the only woman who showed what true love meant and gave her life to save him.
Beelze's face as he held her in his arms still appeared in Cain's mind from time to time, and every time it hurt. Time had slowly closed that wound, but it remained and might never fully disappear.